Lucas went out for an early morning jog to get his mind off of what happened the day before and the thirst of alcohol. Working out always seemed to do the trick for him in most cases. For some reason, he ended up at the park that morning.

He looked around at the kids with a smile wondering how his would look one day when his eyes fell upon Peyton and Haley with their kids.

Should I go up to them? Peyton still has to be mad as hell, but Haley is my best friend and it wouldn't be right not to go up to her and say hi.

Lucas approached them and Haley let out a scream of excitement. This time she wasn't at a lost of words at seeing him. She ran into his arms and Lucas finally felt at home in Tree Hill. Peyton looked on and tried not to focus on her anger towards him.

"Hey Hales. How's the kid?"

"The kid is a girl. Her name is Claire." Haley went towards Claire and led her towards Lucas in her arms. "Baby, I want you to meet your uncle Lucas."

"Hey there cutie." Lucas cooed at the little girl and Haley let him hold her in his arms. "She's beautiful Haley. She looks just like you."

"Stop it, you're making me blush, but I guess it's because I know that's true." Lucas smiled at her and Haley couldn't stop looking between Lucas and Peyton who tried her hardest not to look at him. "So…."

"So what?" Peyton finally said while and wiped her son's hand off with dirt.

"Where to for lunch? What did we agree on? Chuck E. Cheese or that new restaurant Mr. Gatti's in Wilmington?"

"Doesn't matter to me Hales. You just tell me and I'll do the driving. There is no way in hell that I'm letting you anywhere near my baby."

Baby?

"Russell bought Peyton the nicest and most beautiful car for their 5 year anniversary. Care to guess what care it is?"

"Not quite sure what to guess. Peyton has always been known to have test in the weirdest things."

"What does that mean Scott?" Peyton finally addressed Lucas and didn't look to happy.

"Come on guys…not now."

"No Hales, I'm interested in knowing what Scott meant by that."

"You haven't called me Scott in such a long time Peyt."

"Well back then I couldn't stand you much like I do now…so it's back to the puns…and it's intended in this case."

"Mr. Gatti's it is." Lucas put Claire on the floor and led her towards a black 1956 Jaguar Roadster. Lucas clenched his jaw towards Peyton and finally looked the other way.

"Aaron, come on baby. It's time to go."

Lucas stopped dead in his tracks and turns toward Peyton and looked at her son. Aaron? "Wait Peyt," he grabbed her by the arms, "You named your son Aaron?"

"Why does it surprise?"

"You always said that was gonna be the name you gave our first son."

"Well doesn't it suck to be you Scott. And if I recall correctly, I said my first son. That necessarily didn't mean that it was gonna be with you. I've always loved that name and you know it so let go of my arm before I hit you again," Peyton said.

Lucas let go and Peyton left with Aaron towards the car.